The truth of this picture resonates so deeply inside of me. I can’t help wondering why I am an powerless to execute what I imagine. What terrible curse is this?
I know I’m not alone in the ongoing battle of expressing my thoughts. There are many out there like me, people who are frustrated by their own inability.
I don’t even know of a cure, except to keep writing, keep trying, keep pressing onward. And maybe one day, I will be able to write some sliver of what my mind creates.











